Sorry the last section was kinda short. I tried making this one longer.
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Why couldn't my job be being cursed to hunt Skulker for all eternity, or something?
Yesterday wasn't exactly the best day of my high school career, but it beat getting shoved into a locker. And actually, I wished today would've been the same. Too bad the Ghost of Embarrassment had it out for me. Let me start from the beginning: a.k.a. my room.
Two windows adorned the wall I was facing, side by side, albeit separated by a small gap. It's what I saw in the gap that caught my attention. A magenta "V" with a tiny camera lens where the two diagonal lines met. Vlad.
My blood was boiling and my fingers rolled into two fists. I haven't to fight ghosts in three days and the stress that I'd been missing out on compiled into my head all at once.
I turned to look at the clock just above the door. Half an hour before school started.
I had enough time for a detour.
"Danny, breakfast," Jazz yelled as I ran out of the room and out of the house.
"No time, gotta set up for class," I yelled back.
When I was sure that nobody had followed me, I let the blue-white halos engulf my body, kicked my feet off the ground, and, as I like to call it, went ghost.
My suspicions were confirmed on my way to Vlad's place.
The general public still wasn't used to seeing flying teenage ghosts. What gave that away, you ask? It certainly wasn't my breathtaking knowledge of social constructs, or even having seen it in a movie. It was the mini fighter jet with a "Vlad's Air Support" sticker slapped on the side. Yeah. Not something you'd want on your tail.
Luckily, the pilot was a newbie. His threats gave that away. "Excuse me! You're flying in restricted air space. Please leave."
Lesson one: when threatening someone, try not to use the word 'please.'
I just flew up higher and into the clouds, out of the jet's sight.
"What – where did it go?"
Lesson two: when threatening someone, make sure you always have a backup plan in case the threat doesn't work. Like a weapon, for instance. That's when something hit me. Literally.
I woke up on the ground with Vlad Plasmius looming over me.
"For future reference: knock before entering someone's home, or you'll end up a carpet, as you are now."
I blasted him with a handful of ecto-energy, sending him flying up and into a billboard of himself. "For future reference: When you have the upper hand, don't let your guard down, or you'll end up a wall decoration as you are now."
"Ah, plagiarism. You must make your father proud, battling ghosts with nothing but the best the Fentons have to offer," mocked Vlad.
"Why are you spying on me," I pressed.
He had confusion written all over his face. "Daniel, as much as I'd love to feed your ego, you are not the only thing on my agenda. And as it so happens, I'm running a bit behind schedule, so if you could scurry along and torment some Box Ghost, that would be much appreciated."
You're the one that shot me down. I was looking for him anyway, so I left that part out. "Why should I –"
"Hey, look! It's Danny Phantom!"
I looked off to where the voice came from below us. We were right next to Casper High. The person that just screamed into the sky was Dash.
Why is he here to early? I looked at my watch. 7:15 AM. Class started in five minutes.
"Crap! I'm gonna be late!"
"What are you talking about?"
I ignored Vlad and flew into the school and into the bathroom. As soon as I reverted to human, I ran into the classroom… with a certain crazed-up fruitloop right behind me. Great.
Gotta think fast. What can I…
"Uh, so, today, I brought in an old friend to help teach the class. Meet Vlad Plasmius." It took all my willpower to muster the words 'old friend.'
A minute later, Dash slammed the door open drenched in sweat. "You guys are never gonna believe it! Danny Phantom was just outside! He was fighting – that guy!" Dash stared pointedly at Plasmius.
"What in blazes is going on here?"
"Dash, take a seat. Class is about to start," I said over Vlad. I couldn't believe those words just came out of my mouth.
Everything was happening too fast, I just did what came naturally. I took out the Fenton Thermos and crammed Vlad inside it.
"Let me out of here!"
"Only if you agree to do as I say. Try and run away, and it's back in the thermos. Deal?"
"Oh, very well."
I flicked the switch on the thermos and pointed it at the ground. I was prepared to cram him back in, but to my surprise, be didn't try to fly away.
"Since you're the teacher, I assume this is the Ghost Defense class that was added due to the passing of the Ecto-Sanctum Act last week?"
I nodded.
Vlad had a silly grin on his face. He turned to the class. "Hey, would you like to know a Fenton secret my old friend Daniel here told me?"
Kwan's eyes lit up. I didn't take him to be the gossip type.
"It's about those so called 'Ghost Portals, you see. They're powered by residual ecto-energy the Earth generates, re-structured as a double-helix for compatibility concerns. Apparently, they can only be activated from the inside, which means whoever turns the thing on is right in the middle of a chemical reaction between human DNA and makeshift ecto-DNA."
Kwan looked at me. "Is that how your portal works?"
"Sadly, yes. My dad put the switch on the inside, too, so…" What am I saying?
Dash was still head-over-heels from seeing the Phantom-Plasmius showdown. "Do you think that's how Danny Phantom got his powers?"
"Okay, thanks for stopping by Mr. Plasmius! I really wish you could stay, but you did say you're running behind schedule, right?" I hurriedly shoved Vlad out the door.
"But of course. Always a pleasure working with you, Daniel. Don't forget to send me the lecture notes," mocked Vlad as he turned into a purple vortex, evil laughter fading into the void.
My blood was boiling again. I should've just exposed him right then and there.
I yawned. I'm not cut out for this. Why can't my mom just teach this class? Actually…
"What do you guys say we go on a field trip?"
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